I spin narrower and narrower,A cocoon suffocating itself – suspended in time

Little snippets of a dear friend’s lifeSinging SMS words, to me – her diaryA reminderA beautiful continuation of the times spent togetherOf walking in the rainOf staying up lateListening to musicAnd painting portraits with turmeric and lipstick

Chanced upon a movie; ‘Taste of cherry’ (Persian, drama)A man with dead eyes and suicide in his headAsking around to be buried at dawnAn old man he meets narratesOf a day he walks to a treeTo hang himself free from livingWhen a mulberry’s taste yanks himBack, back to hopeAnd a wish to watch another sunriseIn the dead eyes Life conspires again

A smiling new friend comes to stayShe makes ginger tea and toasts.We talk and laugh and watch movies.Success and failure as a choiceWarped lives and hypocrite societiesLuck by chance and Dev D

A morning comes and I break free.The dark dawn whispers to me the secret of happiness.